This is a song about "Safe sex and pay checks"

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

I grew up in different places, never truly safe and good,

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

He's dead,and now this fool gonna pay!

Night i need that she comin here right away

And in love with her, lets have sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Safe with nothing more than a hose and some matches

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I'm constantly providing for my fam and i'm earning checks,